Katja dove into Quintin's face and had him onto his back clawing at him like a feral cat, he reached up and with his large claw grabbed her entire head, twisted and slammed her into the grass.
She snarled with blood thirst still clawing into the air even though he had her head pinned sideways into the ground 'Now what?' He thought but then he remembered something.
Quintin retracted the claws of his free hand and took one of her ears in a finger and thumb, then slowly rubbed it, it did indeed work like magic.
She almost instantly calmed down, still giving a hiss and a snarl every now and then, but finally she laid there purring softly.
Quintin couldn't contain himself, he had her head sideways so her face was hidden behind his paw, he slowly turned her head so her face could meet his, her eyes were closed and a soft smile on her lips.
"Katja?" He whispered.
"Hmm?" She murmured.
"You okay now?"
